it's been a while
it took me weeks to realize what you mean to me
i wrote you a letter
and maybe i'll have courage to give it to you
i've been thinking
loving you feels like a literary masterpiece
there's so much
i could talk about you for days and nights on end
and he said once
that i'm in love with you and i started crying because
unrequited love
doesn't come with an easy hand dealing darling
i'll confess to you
and never look back, i'll tell you, and never open a message
with your name on it.
